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Yes, Teacher, Nothing Multiplied By Something Can Be Plenty! FA5J EST CARTOON I EVES Just to show you how nice Nothing is, we are prepared to join the new trend and offer you a new kind of relief. Below you will find printed, with compliments, a nice area of nothing, especially prepared for you by Tribune Cartoonist George White. boom-boom, you can put a dime in the jook organ and get three minutes of non-noise. And of course, there are many of us who would appreciate having this record at home, particularly if we have teen-agers in the household. The record, offering live silence, plays at any speed; "hi-fi, low-fi, or no fi," Mr.

Howell says. And if you don't think that nothing has commercial value, you may be interested to know Mr. Howell gets $1 apiece for his silent records put out by the way, under the Vacuum Record label. And he's already sold 7500. And if he really wanted to have a hit he probably could get into thd big money by adding just one more record to his line stereophonic.

In fact, he's thinking of it. "That's what we need now," he said, "is stereophonic non-sound. It would be twice as quiet." So you see? Silence is really golden, and Nothing has become commercial. By PAUL WILDER Tribune Staff Writer Did you realize that Nothing repeat, NOTHING is a salable commodity? Well, it is. To refresh your memory in case you had not realized the full impact of this staggering development in American life: There was, somewhere in the United States, an enterprising radio advertiser who paid good cold cash for commercial time on a radio station and presented a moment's silence as a public service.

Nobody around here quite remembers when this event occurred, and it's too much trouble to try to look it up in the newspaper files, but anyway it happened. In other, words, nothing was sold and for cash. Then, you may remember the other day, the manufacturer in Roanoke, who got in trouble with the State Department because of his match-books which depicted Buckingham Palace as a "hotel" where you "live like a king." (This was Jan. 1, so it was easier to find in the files.) The manufacturer, Mr. Charles Clark, is now 'in the process of getting rich by turning out a novelty full of nothing.

He calls it "Instant Nothing In a Spray Can." yel of the age. The UPI reports from Washington that Mr. Spencer Howell has made three minutes of silence pay off. He's got a phonograph record that plays absolutely nothing for three solid minutes. Of course the strategic place for this record is in jook joints.

If you wish to down a cup of steaming hot coffee, either black or with milk, without listening to all that There, now wasn't that nice? THE TAMPA TRIBUNE TAMPA, FLORIDA, SUNDAY, JANUARY 17, 1960 So that's another example where Nothing is Now comes the latest report on still another mar- Eeaeh And Sea Radio-TV Section Farm and Garden Trave; and Amusements Old Soldiers Never Die A historic figure of towering proportions, known to millions yet remote, Gen. Douglas MacArthur lives behind silken curtains of self-imposed isolation. Here, in a portrait of MacArthur today, the curtain is parted. By SAUL PETT NEW YORK. (iR Gen.

Douglas MacArthur will be 80 years old Jan. 26 and, as usual, will appear somewhat larger than life size. There will be birthday greetings from all over the world for the General of the Army, the senior officer of all branches of the American military service, possibly the most decorated soldier in American history, a hero of St. Mihiel, Bataan, Corregidor, New Guinea, Manila, Tokyo and Inchon and the man whose life has probably touched more his tory than any other living AS CHAIRMAN OF the board of Sperry-Rand (largely an advisory job which earns him $68,800 a year), Gen. MacArthur runs board meetings once a month in his living room.

All other business matters are dealt with in the apartment with one exception. Once a year he must go out to conduct the stockholders meeting, which requires more space. Two years ago, history of a sort was made when the General of the Army, rolling through a long peroration about high taxes and the menace of Russia, was heckled from the floor by a lady stockholder from Brooklyn. "I came here to hear about and admirer, it would be "followed by the most silent moment in history." BIRTHDAY GREETINGS will be spoken for each branch of the old command by Krueger, Kenney and Kinkaid. Gen.

MacArthur will speak, perhaps in recollection or on the general theme of leadership or the state of the world. As always, he will speak in Ciceronian rhythms, rolling phrases and rising clauses, each marching by in highly polished cadence. The evening will close with all members of the staff rising and singing the old barracks ballad which ends, "Old f-r tV i-V S. A yM 'V i 0 y-K fMyy 'y fy-fty-y yyy-y- y- yy yyy: -i j-x uflims yyyy-y yy y-yy vyy- yy fyAm -y yyy yy. -y yy Jy yyy 1 X- y- i-v yyyyy -yy yy yyyyy yyyymMyyyymyy yy yyyyym t-y -yiy y'yyy XX'-y -y' rM3iy i-'' v.

WKy'yyy y-4: yS, yyy-yA y-ryyyy-y-y y- -yy yy-y yyZiyy yy it: jy? yyy'iyyy yA yyy l'yyyy yy ytyy yy yyyy-'yyy yfyy.y tyy 'y yyyyy i XyiM-jyyyypyyy 4 r. y'y y--y': yyy yyy yy jyyy-y Vk WMvX-y 'yyyyyyy' W-Mj 1 yy-yM I -y f-y '-y y' yy 'yy I sv yimmm' Fikt yy yy'" yy. y-'y i Jr I i Vyfyy'ZiySry yyy-yi''y-y 9 I 1 I -a i ID) ball in later life. He recalled the death in Korea of a platoon commander who had been a star end at West Point. "As he lay dying on the field," the general said, "his commanding officer knelt over him to catch his final words and through those bloody lips came that last gasping whisper 'Stupid, thinking they could turn my The general recalled the football remarks made personally to him by presidents dating back to Theodore Roosevelt, who at a Harvard-Yale game more than 50 years ago said to his aide de camp: "Douglas, I would rather be in the Harvard backfield today than be in the White House." He recalled comments made to him by Presidents Taft, Wilson, Cool-idge, Hoover, Frank Roosevelt (MacArthur was chief of staff under Hoover and Roosevelt) and Dwight D.

Eisenhower. "And then," he added to a rising laugh, "there was Harry Truman, who surely tried to look like a fullback when he kicked me out of Korea." THIS WAS MacARTHUR'S first public reference to Truman since he replied in a published statement to the Truman memoirs. According to a man privy to MacArthur's feelings, the general still "feels deeply hurt by the Truman firing feels it cast a stigma over his military record, which will never be erased. He will go to his grave with a deep sense of bitterness." But MacArthur remains convinced that Chinese Communist bases in Manchuria should have been destroyed, that it would have won the war in Korea and then and there aborted the rising power of China. He is said to be concerned that the "time may be dangerously close when American soldiers may not have the heart to fight for their country." He attributes this, too, to the "fact that we failed to fight Red China through to victory after she caused huge American casualties." This is paraphrase of Mac-Arthur opinion as reported by a man who sees him almost every day but asks that his name be withheld.

Since his return from Tokyo in 1951, Gen. Mac-Arthur has never travelled abroad although every year he receives invitations from the governments of Japan, American. There will be messages from presidents and prime ministers, from generals and admirals, from the the near-great, the never-great. Included will be the greetings of a former president and commander in chief of the United States (Hoover, not Truman). But the climax of the birthday will come in the evening, as it has every year for the past eight "since Gen.

Mac-Arthur returned under forced draft from Tokyo and Korea. At about 6:45 P.M., he will accept the arm of an escorting general, depart from the splendid Isolation of his Waldorf Towers apartment and descend by elevator to a stag reunion of his old World War II staff. JUDGING BY past birthdays, the ensuing program might remind viewers of the late show of the regimental ritual of the old Bengal Lancers back when India was still a Kiplingesque outpost of Empire. As the general approaches the door of the hotel's Jansen Suite, his old staff already will be assembled inside, in -black tie or uniforms for those who can still set into them. At a given moment, someone will shout and the general will enter, himself in black tie.

As he moves in, the men will sing: Happy Birthday. The general will pass among them, shaking each hand firmly, gazing: deeply into each pair of eyes from a face which, though thinned by age, remains chiselled in epic lines. It is still a face which seems to suggest that it alone stands between mankind and Armageddon. After a drink or two during which the men will begin to refight World War II the party will pass into the mirrored dining room, to an elaborate three-wine dinner. At the table.

Gen. Mac-Arthur will be flanked by the ranking officer of each branch of the service under him in the Pacific Gen. Walter Krueger of the ground forces, Adm. Thomas C. Kinkaid of the Navy and Gen.

George C. Kenney of the Air Force. As the brandy glasses are drained and the old warriors light fresh cigars, the roll will be called and each man will rise and answer in alphabetical turn. Some names will be followed by good-humored cat-calling, even occasional bun-throwing. But there will be none of this when MacArthur rises.

If there were, said one general YESTERDAY AND TODAY The MacArthur of Korea (left), touring American positions was always in the public eye. MacArthur in retirement (right), photographed during a rare public appearance, seldom leaves his penthouse apartment in New York City. soldiers never die, they just fade away" a line which has evoked the warmest emotion in the general's admirers and the coldest derision among his detractors. The elevator will rise again to the 37th floor of the Waldorf Towers and Gen. Mac-Arthur will once more disappear into his seven-room apartment, from which he rarely departs these days.

Here in the muted magnificence of his Oriental furnishings, in a living room 47 by 28 and adorned by delicate carvings, ancient screens and a pair of gleaming, two-foot high silver vases given in gratitude by the emperor of Japan, Douglas MacArthur lives out his years, making no direct contact with the public, seeing no reporters and allowing his past and present to come to him. dividends, not Russia," she shouted. The general returned to his theme in the grand way generals have of ignoring snipers. The general sees a variety of people, almost all of them in his apartment. His visitors are said to include government leaders from the Far East, congressmen, businessmen, and military officers, including the last three chiefs of staff, all of whom were cadets at West Point when MacArthur was superintendent.

Except for stockholder meetings, MacArthur no longer speaks out on public issues and makes very rare public appearances. One of these is an annual visitation to the National Football Hall of Fame dinner, where this year, without notes, he delivered a remarkably vivid-speech on the effects of foot- BETWEEN MANKIND AND. ARMAGEDDON? A face chiseled in epic lines, the mien of Gen Douglas MacArthur still seems to suggest that it alone stands between mankind and Armageddon. The hero of St. Mihiel, Bataan, Corregidor, New Guinea, Manila, Tokyo and Inchon will be 80 Jan.

26. 'a 4 i Australia, Korea and the Philippines. "The general feels," said the same source, "that the circumstances of his dismissal preclude his going back to the Far East even for a visit unless he went back as some sort of special ambassador with the dignity of the. U. S.

Government behind him." MacArthur's longest trip in recent years covered 55 miles. On a rainy Sunday morning two years ago, he suddenly invited his former aide and old friend, Maj. Gen. Courtney Whitney (Ret.) to drive up to West Point. They arrived unannounced at the military academy, where MacArthur led Whitney to the cadet mess hall.

An attendant stopped them; visitors, he said, weren't permitted at that hour. The general said, "I'm sorry. We were just browsing. I graduated from here. Mac-Arthur's the name." The attendant almost disintegrated.

At West Point, the MacArthur name is held in al-. most the same reverence given Robert E. Lee. They were allowed into the mess hall. AS A GENERAL of the Army still on active duty (men of that rank can't be retired) but without specific assignment, MacArthur has a three-room office downtown, manned by a master sergeant, warrant officer, and civilian administrative assistant.

Mac-Arthur is entitled to Army pay and allowances of $20,543. The general rarely visits the office. His mail is brought to him every day. The Army motor pool also provides him with a driver and car, usually the same old black Chrysler he used back in Tokyo. Every year the general uses the car less as he spends more and more time in his apartment.

Here he lives with Mrs. MacArthur and Ah Cheu, the Filipino nurse, who came out with the family by torpedo boat from Bataan in the dark days of 1942. Arthur, the MacArthurs son, has his own apartment uptown near Columbia University, where he is a senior majoring in English. A dark, reserved young man of 21, he has indicated a great interest in writing and little in a military career. However, after graduation next June he will be subject to compulsory military training.

His father and grandfather hold a unique position in military glory inasmuch as both won the Congressional Medal of Honor, one for Bataan in World War II and the other for the Civil War. OVER THE YEARS, Gen. Douglas MacArthur also col--lected three Distinguished. Service Crosses and seven Silver Stars a singular" record for valor. But all of these, along with a host cf other decorations, foreign and domestic, are kept in storage by the general.

In fact, there is little in the MacArthur apartment to suggest his half century of military service. There are in the massive living room a gold cigarette case from the staff of the World War I Rainbow Division inscribed to "the bravest of the brave," a silver cigarette box from Lord Louis Mountbatten in World War II and a gold baton to commemorate MacArthur's days as field marshal in the Philippines. Beyond that, nothing. No medals. No trophies of war.

No photographs although he has plenty in storage from grateful commanders and presidents. Of the six pens used by MacArthur to accept the Japanese surrender in 1945, he gave five away, kept the sixth but that is in storage. So are his uniforms, including the famous gold braided cap. Today the only part of the general's current wardrobe even remotely military is his gray, black and geld lounging robe, with the big over the heart, a replica of the kind worn in his cadet, days at West Point The only photographs the general keeps out are on the walls of his bedroom. These are family pictures plus a photograph of the Army football team of 1902 (whose manager was MacArthur) and a framed copy of the Army-Navy score of that year (Army won 22 to 8).

i ARMY: 1902 With fond and exacting memory. Gen. Dousrlas MapArihnr todav pan Snip! nff iho nomac of Army 1902 football team. The general is shown here (rear row, second from left) in Cadet uniform as manager of the team. All others shown are dead, except for Joseph Alexander McAndrew, retired colonel now living in Davidson, S.

C. (seated, in front). (APXewsfeatures Photos)..